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365, Poetry, Writings

Sing me a song

Sing me a lullaby,
Of words too deep all I could do is feel,
Sing me songs from the ancient moon,
Of how it loves the sea and its tides,
And all the creatures underneath it.
Sing me the songs of the wolves,
Of their whisperings and howlings,
Of their pain and anguish,
And of how they love the moon so much,
All they could do is yearn,
And hate its moonlight glow.
Or better yet,
Sing me the songs of the winds,
Whispering beyond what you can hear,
And how they carry each wishes, unheard prayers, and unsung love notes,
To the hearts of the right ones
When the time is right.

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Can we stay here for a while?

Can we stay here for a while,
Where you hold my hand,
And I hold my breath,
And I fight back tears as I hold back time
From separating us forever apart?

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Home

I find my place
In between your arms,
In between your tender kisses
And soft whispers of ‘It will be alright’,
In between the warmth of your embrace,
and the scent of your neck,
and the fierceness of your touch,
I find my place lost inside your soul.

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Don’t let her be one of the passersby

Be her forever,
In a world full of temporary encounters
and broken promises.

Be her now,
In a world that romanticizes next life
and alternate universe.

And in a world that glorifies
missed connections,
and ‘if it’s meant to be, it will be,’
Be the one
To take the chance
To leap to the unknown
To take her hand, and hold her tight,
Before you lose her forever,
In a sea of people,
That just passes by in your life,
unknowned, unnamed, and never to be seen again.

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I’m sorry

I’m sorry for every person I’ve ignored,
For every person I’ve hurt,
For every person I’ve caused pain,
They say, hurt people, hurt people
Maybe that’s the reason why,
I’ve hurt every people that gets too close to me,
And maybe that’s also why,
Of all the ones that I’ve hurt,
It’s been really me who I am most sorry for.

For I’ve hurt myself more than you’ll ever know.

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Teardrops

I wish one day
I’ll be able to sleep at night
without my pillows
getting drench with tears.

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Incubus

He visits me every night,
Each time I close my eyes,
A dangerously addicting presence,
I can’t seem to overcome.

He breathes life to my body,
Awakening each and every cell,
With one kiss and one touch,
He makes me a willing prisoner.

He holds me always close to him,
His hands exploring every stretch of my skin,
He leaves no part uncovered,
My body is his territory.

He exposes my soul,
Uncovers my desires,
Conquers my body,
And steals my heart.

 

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//reposting again an old old post of mine. This is one of my favorites. ☺️ My first favorite of all favorites. Darn, I should start making time for writing again. 😭   

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Drifting into space

It feels a lot like drifting into space,
Without gravity to hold me into place,
As the world continue to spin and live
While here I am,
Struggling to orbit
Fucking lost on my own axis.

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Falling

I fell in love
with the cracked
and broken pieces of you
So when you showed me your good side
I fell more deeper and deeper
that I do not know
if I would ever survive
the landing.

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A.N. sorry, this is the quality of poem I make when I’m feeling too lazy to even think of something. 😅😁

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Beautiful destruction

He turned her innocent heart into a hungry mess
Now her hungry heart devours everyone
And everything on its path.

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A love that can withstand

She used to believe on a love that never lasts
Her innocent heart dreamt of a life that only exists
On fairytale books and hollywood movies
Until a boy with lightning on his eyes
Thunder on his voice, and fire on his kisses
Came and swept her off her feet,
Whispering her promises of heaven and hell.

But he was all hell and never heaven.

Now she only believes on a love
That can withstand the damage made on her heart,
And as strong as the swords forge
From the fires of hell
That she’s been through.

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Mirror mirror on the wall

Mirror mirror on the wall
All I see is nothing but fraud.
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Lately, I’ve been feeling out of sorts, my words never seem to be enough. Worst is I’m recently getting more than my normal likes and shares on my tumblr blog, but I still feel like sh*t. 🙊 For some reasons, I feel like my words don’t seem to have life, lacking of soul, and not like how I used to write before. And no matter how many people had taken time to message me to show their appreciation and to tell me to keep up the good work, I still don’t feel enough. 😔 I find myself constantly comparing myself to the past version of me, to the younger me that could write with soul, and I find my current self lacking. I’m guessing people could relate to my recent writings, but is it of any good if I couldn’t relate to my own works? 😔

I’m finding it hard recently to write, not because of the lack of words or ideas, but because I just can’t seem to relate to my own piece, and I can’t appreciate my own words, and it just doesn’t feel like enough, or me anymore. 😔 

Anyways, just ranting, nowadays, I feel like a handicap when I cannot write. 😂